Referwonky (after Lewis Carroll)

`Twas brexit, and the tory coves
conspired the leadership to grab
All flimsy were the Boris-Goves
And the May-wrath outCrabb.

"Beware the Referwonks, my son!
Seek not to jaw of laws mismatch!
Beware the Ukip bund, and shun
The farragous Pandersnitch!"
He took his Corbyl sword in hand:
Long time the marxist's foe he sought --
So rested he by the SunScum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in whutnuxt thought he stood,
The Pe-el-Pe with eyes of flame,
Came waffling through the Lobbyley wood,
And backbit as it came!
One, two! One, two! but though twice through
The Corbyl blade went snicker-snack!
It had two faces on its head
And just came blairing back.
"What backbit by the Pe-el-Pe?
When Referwonks are seen to rove?
It might still have been worse, you see
The Boris, fell at it's own Gove!

(Corbyl sword suggested by Dave Stone)